#they’re actually precious

[noseyrosey1597]

I finally made it past the first episode of A Discovery of Witches. It’s everything I thought it would be.

[knuxadowyuri]

EVERY TIME THEIR SIMILARITIES ARE POINTED OUT I START LOSING IT. AAAAHHHHHHHH

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Charlie: What do you have there, Angel?

Angel: Oh, it's just a to-do list

Charlie: That's great! I should do one for myself as w-

Angel:

Charlie:

Charlie: This list just says "Husk" and it has a heart drawn beside it

[estrellami-1]

Never Forgot

Based on this post.

Steve knew something was wrong when she ran out of the room, choking back tears.

He felt bad, felt like there was something missing, but he didn’t remember her. Thinking about it, he realized he didn’t really remember anything.

“Robin?” Dustin asked when she all but ran out of the hospital room.

She stifled a sob and collapsed onto the bench next to him, holding a hand over her mouth. “I think I’m gonna be sick.” Tears welled in her eyes. “Dustin, he… he doesn’t remember me.”

Dustin took a deep breath and very carefully did not freak out. “Okay. You stay here, I’ll go talk to him. See if we can shake it loose or something.” He rolled his eyes at the look she gave him. “Not literally, Buckley, jeez. Keep your pants on.”

He squared his shoulders and walked into the hospital room. Steve looked fine, if tired—hospital lighting never did anyone any favors—but the absent smile he sent Dustin spoke volumes. “Hi,” he said quietly, stilted in a way he never was anymore. Not with Dustin. “Um, can you apologize to her for me? She seemed really upset and I’m not sure what I did but I think it’s my fault.”

Dustin sighed and sat in the chair by Steve’s hospital bed. “You really don’t remember her, huh.” It wasn’t a question, so Steve didn’t answer. “And I’m guessing you don’t remember me, either?”

Steve picked at the blanket on his lap. “I’m sorry.”

“Jesus fuck,” Dustin whispered, screwing his eyes shut. “Don’t apologize, Jesus, it’s not your fault. It just… sucks.”

Steve snorted. “Imagine waking up and only remembering one person.”

Dustin looked up at him sharply. “One person?”

Steve shrugged. “Guess I’d be a pretty shitty boyfriend if I didn’t, yeah.”

“Boyfriend?” Dustin blinked. “Steve, you’re not dating anyone.”

Steve frowned. “I am. Maybe you don’t know him? Eddie? Eddie Munson?”

“Eddie- Christ, Steve, of course I know Eddie, and you two aren’t dating. You’re, like, as straight as they come.”

“No- no, I am, I’m dating him, I’m- we’re-”

“Whoa, okay, hold up, calm down,” Dustin said, holding his hands out. “It’s fine, dude, okay, we’ll figure it out later but I don’t think you should be stressing this hard after just waking up.”

Steve hummed. “What, uh. What actually happened to me?”

Dustin sighed. “The doctors said your body essentially performed a hard reset. You’ve been running on fumes for too long. You collapsed from sheer exhaustion. At least you didn’t hit your head this time, though maybe that would’ve prevented you from losing your memory, so who fuckin’ knows.”

“Language,” Steve chided, then blinked when Dustin looked at him excitedly. “I don’t know where that came from.”

Dustin just laughed. It was only a little forced. “You’re just incapable of not being a mom.”

——————————

Robin went back in next, lightly tapping Dustin’s shoulder as she passed him in the doorway. He shook his head, and her heart sank. “He-” Dustin shook his head, bit his lip. “He thinks he and Eddie are dating. Eddie’s the only person he remembers.”

Robin gave him a little half-smile. “He’s had a crush on Eddie for a while. I didn’t realize it was this bad, but.” She shrugged. “I’ll talk to him. You call everyone else?”

“Yeah.”

She took a deep breath and walked into the room. “So,” she started. “You really don’t remember?”

Steve shook his head, eyebrows pinched. “I’m sorry. I wish I did.”

“Dustin said you remember one person?”

“Mhm. Eddie.”

“Right. And you and Eddie? What are you?”

Steve frowned even deeper. “Boyfriends. If we’re this close, shouldn’t you know that?”

Robin shrugged. “I’d like to think so. That’s why Dustin and I aren’t convinced you are dating. Maybe your memories are just… really vivid daydreams.”

“You really think so?”

Robin sighed heavily. “I don’t know what to think, Steve. Hell, I didn’t even know how bad it was until you collapsed. Some soulmate I am.”

“With a capital P,” Steve said, holding up a hand before Robin could say anything. “Sometimes certain memories are triggered. It’s… like a puzzle piece slotting into place. But I’ve got about a million more pieces missing. I can’t see what that specific piece connects to.”

Robin hums. “Okay. So you remember Eddie. And if I say Hellfire..?” Steve just frowned. “Or… Metallica?”

Steve smiled. “Yeah, I know that one.”

“Did you know that before I said it?”

Steve nodded. “Hellfire’s related to Eddie?”

Robin chuckled. “You could say that.”

“What is it?”

She laughed again. “I think I’ll let your boyfriend explain that one.”

“Even though you don’t believe we’re dating.”

Robin spread her hands. “Soulmates with a capital P, Steve. I can’t think of any reason you wouldn’t at least tell me. Especially since you know—err, knew—I’m a lesbian.”

Steve frowned. “Maybe Eddie didn’t want to? Does he know?”

“Yup.”

“Oh.” He frowned again. “I don’t know. I’m sorry.”

She sighed. “I’m not asking you to have all the answers. Especially now. Just… think about it, yeah?”

“I will,” he promised. “Um. Are you okay?”

“Jesus, Steve.” Robin laughed. It was only mostly hysterical. “Of course you’d still be thinking about everyone else. I’m fine. Or- I will be. You just take care of yourself, dingus.”

He chuckled. “Will do, Robbie.”

She sighed. “Another puzzle piece?” He nodded. “Alright. I’m gonna go track down Dustin and see where he’s at with all the other ankle-biters.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.” She lingered for a half-second, then sighed again and walked out.

——————————

He was released two days later. Drove himself home, Robin in the passenger seat and Dustin in the back row. Dustin quizzed him about the rest of the Party the whole way home, made sure Steve knew their names forwards, backwards and upside down, as well as what everyone was like. “Max is kickass,” he said. “Like, she’ll absolutely smile in your face as she knees you in the balls. And it’s the kinda smile that strikes fear into a man. She’s awesome. And-”

“Okay,” Steve said, amused. He didn’t know how Dustin could go that long without a breath. “I’ll know what you’re talking about as soon as we get out of the car and get inside, right?”

Dustin yelped when he looked up to see them parked before scrambling out the door and running inside.

Steve grinned at Robin, who grinned back, before they made their way inside, albeit at a slower pace than Dustin had.

Steve vaguely recognized everybody, but his attention focused in on a very specific person. “Eds.”

Eddie smiled, small and soft and sweet, one of Steve’s favorites. “Heya, Stevie.”

Suddenly he couldn’t help himself. He had to be with Eddie, right then, it couldn’t wait, so he didn’t. Practically flung himself at Eddie, like he knew Eddie would catch him (he did). Attaches his mouth to Eddie’s, a silent promise, I never forgot you, flowing between them.

When they pulled back, Eddie stared at him like he’d hung the fucking sun. “You remember?” Eddie asked in a whisper.

“Never forgot,” Steve promised, at the same volume.

“What. The actual. Fuck,” Robin said. Eddie and Steve froze as they turned to face her and the rest of the Party, who were all staring with the same expression.

“Fuck,” Eddie whispered. “We forgot to tell Robin.”

[suja-janee]

I love Lucy Maclean, she’s such a sweetheart

[lunarlivs]

in -83 alice and cissy buy a cottage by the beach in cornwall and move there with draco, to give him a calm childhood filled with swimming in the sea, growing vegetables, food markets, story times and so much love their little home is bursting with it. here’s some of alice’s drawings of that <33

i hope you see the vision because this was so much fun for me

[twistedappletree]

love the junior scenes in the MDZS donghua where Jin Ling is standing with perfect, regal posture with his nose turned up at literally everyone and Lan Jingyi is next to him hunched over and shouting like a rabid swamp goblin

[shoopsthereitis]

i’m writing domestic married in their 30s jegulus rn and my heart is actually so happy? these two idiots are so fucking cute????

[kakushigotofanclub]

The way Kaburamaru pokes his head down here is so funny and cute omg he looks so concerned

[devilsrecreation]

Outlanders who can do no wrong (imho)

Nduli

He’s got a real soothing face and I like looking at it/ref

Dogo (and pretty much the rest of his siblings)

Child. We like child. Child is just being a jackal, don’t be mean to him

Wema and Tunu

…….Well look at ‘em. They’re actual angels

Njano

He just looks innocent. He’s a lil guy. Who doesn’t love a lil guy? Cuz I certainly do. He’s just helping animals wherever he goes, you’re gonna call him a menace for that? I don’t think so

[soullessjack]

Also just since my one jack-psychosis post made its rounds i’d love to add on these things for extra salt in the wound:

-> “jack smiles, so happy to be so needed, so loved.”

-> “they’ll never want to be friends again.” [“and that’s important to you?”] “they raised me. taught me to be who i am.”

[frnkiebby]

3 pixel sewer rats~🎃

[bottombaron]

all im saying is that Laszlo loudly declares himself the King of Bottoms and then immediately takes Guillermo under his wing

[regulusdays]

ofmd spoilers!! (i don’t know how to use tumblr properly yet, so i don’t know if i could flag the pictures like we can on twitter? or if it’s relevant to put a spoiler warning lmao sorry!)

as i was watching this scene, the first thing i noticed — and probably what everyone noticed — was the moon, and how it’s not full, like the parallel scene

they redid the scene, but this time with a waxing moon.

i think it’s so important to notice the symbolism of that, to understand that they were full on last time — like stede said, they were moving so fast; or like ed said he was all in.

and now they’re taking it slow. they’re growing into it again, but doing it right this time. doing it solidly, not on a whim. doing it consciously and intentionally.

they’re going to go through difficult phases, and their moon will shine less some days, but it will grow full again. they will reach their peak yet. this isn’t it, this is just the first few steps

[ladytauria]

"https://archiveofourown.org/works/50396188/chapters/127328011"

fic rec for tim doing it over again (sort of)! i saw your reblog earlier and i thought you might like this one

thank you so much!!!

i adore this one <333 i read it the other day & i just!! it’s so good. i love everyone getting to meet smol tim & seeing (/remembering) what he was like then, & how different he is from his future self

and then tim!!! i am ngl the entire scene with his parents was just. agdjdklwbdkrnd so good. i loved seeing that take on the drakes, tbh. (not that i don’t devour fic where they’re, yknow, awful)

anyway!! i could keep gushing but yes ur right that fic is right up my alley <3

a rec back for you, in a similar vein!

To Make A Better World — KGraces (Series, 10k, Incomplete but the works can standalone) Jason Todd gets stuck in an alternate universe. After so many mistakes and bridges burned back in his own world, he decides to help this version of his family however he can.

Alternatively: Jason adopts a gaggle of siblings and gives them the love and support they deserve.

oh, and the other fic for anyone else reading lol:

right time, wrong place — Valkirin. (T, Gen, 38k) Twelve-year-old Tim Drake has homework to finish and dinner waiting at home. He even has an invitation to spend time with Bruce before patrol the next day reviewing toxins and antidotes. It doesn't matter that Bruce prefers to keep things all-business and down in the Batcave. Having Robin again is helping, Tim can already see that, and it's always a relief to know when he's invited back.

Sixteen-year-old Tim Drake decides that he'd rather keep his distance from the tempting research project Bruce has across two work tables. It's archaeology and time travel all at once, even more interesting than usual after Bruce's long trip through time, but Bruce probably won't crack that in one night. Getting involved in the project will eliminate Tim's chance to escape to his apartment for a quiet evening rather instead of struggling through an awkward dinner with Jason and Damian and Bruce.

When the Tims suddenly switch times and places, twelve-year-old Tim has an invitation to dinner and sixteen-year-old Tim knows just what kind of ripples someone can leave from the past.

[deus-ex-mona]

“i’m all alone, but i’m as happy as can be!”